Plug your head full of hairpin flowers

Ugly and hideous.He gently placed his heart in the formation of the ice coffin, and murmured "Senior Brother".

Zhan Li didn't hear the rest of the sentence.

The formation was activated in an instant, expanded rapidly, and emitted a burst of intense and dazzling blood-red light, which forced him to close his eyes and stop moving, but he heard the dull "popping" sound of metal entering his body. And a suppressed cry of pain.

The light dissipated in an instant, the man opened his eyes, pursed his lips, and stood beside the ice coffin, his deep and clear eyes were filled with frost, and the lancet in his hand was stabbing Xin Ting's heart.

"Junior Brother, you shouldn't."

Xinting suddenly laughed louder and tears became more turbulent. He called out "Senior Brother" in a low voice, and tried to pull his sleeve with his usual begging posture. However, his aging body was losing blood rapidly, making him unable to lift it up hands up.

He didn't say a word, his eyes suppressed the deep nostalgia, but the slender and sharp lancet under his hand stabbed deeper, shook his head, seemed regretful and disappointed, and repeated: "You shouldn't, Xinting , you shouldn't do that."

The blood quickly stained the front of Xinting red, he suddenly struggled up, grabbed his hand holding the knife, his fingers curled up at a strange angle, making a clicking sound, like a few dry bamboo knots, tearing He yelled sharply: "It took me 60 years! 60 years! It took me [-] years to bring you back to life! I did it for you!"

"Life and death are destined, this is the so-called destiny, Xinting, you are a disciple of the Zhenyuan sect, and you would rather become a demon for me, a dead person, break the rules of the three realms, and kill people, you are dazed!"

"So you are now doing justice for the people and for the heavens!"

"Yes! Everyone is mortal, why can't you just let it go, junior brother, you are wrong, but you never admit it!"

Xinting let go of his hand, the scorching tears were even hotter than blood, he let go of his hand and grabbed his skirt with difficulty, leaving a wrinkle on the skirt that he had carefully smoothed thousands of times, a pair of cloudy old eyes flicked back and forth Hui Zai looked at his face carefully, pursed his lips, and suddenly laughed, but his voice weakened a little bit: "Brother Ning...you were 28 years old when you died, and you were still 28 years old when I died, senior brother... ...Do we count, died in the same year, same month, same day?"

"……Calculate."

After all, he didn't wait for Xinting's "Senior Brother" and sent it forward vigorously, the whole knife was not even in his old and gray body.

Xin Ting took a deep look at him, with tears in his lips, and finally let go of his dead branch-like hand.

Before Zhanli recovered from the shock of seeing everything, he saw the man paused for a moment, then turned around and walked towards him with a cold face, subconsciously enduring the pain all over his body and leaning back: " you……"

"I am a disciple of the Zhenyuan Sect, Ning Shiren, I am very sorry for what my junior brother has done. If the god wants to find the culprit, I will find it."

"For... why did you kill Xinting?"

The first thing he did after he was resurrected was to kill this man with his own hands, who had been waiting for him obsessively since he was young, until he was in his late twilight.

He couldn't understand.

Ning Shiren turned his head and glanced at the old corpse lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were so affectionate that he couldn't see the bottom, but he only replied in a very indifferent and blunt tone: "Junior brother is going against the fate of God, and if you don't give up again, you will not be able to find the bottom." In addition, he has repeatedly killed people, turned his body into a demon, and even killed gods. His crimes are too numerous to record. He will be punished in the underworld and he will not be reborn. , will lighten up a little.”

"You... killed him with your own hands, because..."

Ning Shiren carefully helped him up, let him sit on the boulder to rest, then nodded, with a frosty face on his face: "He is obsessed with me, and he can't let go of my life, so I... can only pay for it." He was born alone."

Zhanli's chest was covered with blood, cold sweat dripped down his face, his face was pale, he looked really embarrassed, but fortunately, Xinting still kept his promise, and actually used the forbidden technique in the world to recast the broken horn left by Zisong, It turned into a new heart, supporting his life. After a brief convulsion, his hands and feet began to gradually regain consciousness.

"...Since you have returned to the human world, what are your plans?"

Seeing that he was able to move, Ning Shiren immediately let go of his hand, took a step back, and pressed against the wall at a distance that was not too close or far away: "Junior brother was stunned, so I didn't notice it. The technique keeps the soul in the sea of ​​fire and torture. Moreover, I have been watching him all these years, seeing him do so many outrageous things, but I can't say, I can't move, and I can't persuade him. He knew earlier My personality will definitely kill him, so he even erected his own grave."

Zhanli thought of the chipped bowl in the simple cave next door, and the weeds spreading on the old grave without a stele, and couldn't help but glance at the old and withered corpse again, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't put it into words, just Shaking his head lightly: "He... Xinting, he died about the day you died."

Sixty years after Ning's death, he has never lived a good life. He set up a tomb for himself, worked hand in hand with Gu carvings, and was willing to live in a cave away from the hustle and bustle. The bowl is broken and the window is leaky. Every day of his life It's all muddling along, but in such a mediocre life, Ning Shiren's body is taken care of meticulously.

For the rest of his life, he only lived three words - Ning Shiren.

... Is this a kind of love?

Thinking of what Xinting whispered in his ear when he cut out his heart, Zhanli fell into some kind of deep thought.

Ning Shiren sighed almost inaudibly, and said softly: "I know, I have seen everything he did, I made him what he is now, he committed such a heinous crime, his responsibility In me. His sin is my cause, free me to redeem him."

Xinting is obsessed with this life, and at all costs, he wants to change his life against the sky to resurrect him. However, he never thought that when he returns to the world with the life span of dozens of souls, he should return to the world in a kind of way. What kind of mentality can survive.

What's more, he was trapped in his body by the soul arrest technique, and he could only watch his degeneration process silently in a posture of being unable to move under the torture of being stabbed by a knife.

The author has something to say: Alas, although I wrote it myself, I still feel that Xinting is a pity...

☆, found you

When Xinting was getting old and weak, he was there; when he felt guilty and forced himself to collect souls to kill others, and even joined the gu carvings, he was there; even when he said lonely and affectionately He was also there when the love words were calling for senior brother and Brother Ning.

But no matter how hard he tried to hug him, how much he tried to coax him, he couldn't see or hear him.

Therefore, people will die.

A deeply affectionate person is always immortal.

The Gu sculpture outside the house suddenly neighed, breaking the eerie silence, but the sound, like a baby crying, was not very pleasant.

But immediately, there was another thunderous bell in the sky, which was dull and solemn, followed by thunder.

Zhanli was startled, and stood up suddenly, but fell back to the original place because of excessive blood loss: "No! It's Chanling!"

"What? Zen bell?"

Zhanli could only struggle to get up slowly, the open wound was still in severe pain and bleeding, Ning Shiren hurriedly came to help him, moved two steps and finally walked out of the cave. The surging lightning, and layers of golden Buddha's light faintly leaked out of it, made the sky on that side form an extraordinarily solemn and solemn painting.

And the Zen bells were vibrating step by step regularly, passing out from under the cover of the golden light.

——"Sure enough, it's God's punishment!"

Heavenly punishment is a punishment that can only be determined after the unanimous trial of ten thousand gods and Buddhas. Under thousands of thunder and calamities, people will be chopped to ashes and wiped out forever, and they will never be reincarnated. However, the gods and Buddhas have always been gentle. The gods and Buddhas agreed unanimously, so what kind of crime should the gods and humans hate?

As soon as Ning Shiren heard the word "scourge", he immediately subconsciously turned sideways to block the already narrow entrance of the cave: "What...Xinting..."

"No, it's not him. He's already dead, and his soul has already entered the underworld. God's punishment shouldn't be aimed at him."

"Then..." Who is it aimed at?

Zhan Li narrowed his eyes, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart, and suddenly saw a movement of the hedge in front of him, and a figure appeared from behind the tree. His black and red clothes had been torn apart, dripping with blood. Falling down, even made him step on a bloody footprint with every step, his black hair was disheveled, his face was covered with blood, and almost no part of his body was complete——

"Zi Sui!"

He broke through the door of death and came here on blood!

Zi Sui reached out his hand to try to wipe off the blood stains on his lips, but it became more and more smudged. However, the blood on his body made him smile even brighter. All over his body, only his eyes were still shining with some kind of light. He said in a low voice, "I... found you."

The broken horn that turned into a heart sensed the previous owner, and with such a sudden movement, Zhanli felt that the wound in his heart was a thousand times or ten thousand times more severe, and the pain was so painful that he could suffocate. Only then did I belatedly start to fear, feel wronged, and throb.

Seeing such a bruised and bruised child, he suddenly had an urge to move closer, to get closer, to get closer.

However, his body after the catastrophe was too weak, so he couldn't take this step again, so he could only say in a trembling voice: "Zi Sui...? This scourge... What did you do?"

Zi Sui raised his head and glanced, the golden clouds were still ringing the Zen bell step by step, every sound was deafening, but he sneered "嘻", completely unaware of facing the scourge of God, his heart was full of eyes, only the man in front of him .

Until among the billowing clouds, Ten Thousand Heavens God Buddha finally came out, forming a personal shadow-like light spot above the clouds, shrouded in golden Buddha light, making it hard to see clearly, only the majestic and solemn voice, thundering to the ears ——

"Zi Chong, you ignore the balance and rules between the three realms and the six realms, torture the mountain god, and have the heart to kill the god for the third time, do you know your mistake?"

……what?

Torture the mountain god?

Zhan Li was so startled that his hairs stood on his head, his eyes widened: "Zi Sui! What did you do?"

Zisong sneered again, he wobbled and had to lean on the tree to stand still, but his expression was flat, and he even sneered: "It's just to say hello and ask where you are, who knows the mountain god?" It looks big, but it is a waste that has not been tossed about."

He understates that the scourge hangs just a few feet above his head, and he can almost catch the snake-like lightning with his hand, but he doesn't take it to heart at all, whether it's the mountain god or himself, he doesn't care about whose life it is.

"Zi Sui!" He himself was injured all over his body at this moment, this guy didn't know the consequences of this scourge!

It doesn't even need tens of thousands of strikes, just one thunderbolt can kill him!

The gods and Buddhas in the clouds once again said solemnly and solemnly: "Know your mistakes and don't correct them. , worth your three thousand killing karma, do you still have any objections?"

Zi Sui laughed lowly, raised his eyebrows with deep contempt, and said, "Dissent? If I have objections, won't you attack me?"

Damn!

"Zi Sui! Shut up!" How could he be so bold that he dared to contradict this Ten Thousand Heavens God and Buddha?

Does he have any disease!

Immediately, he stumbled and took two steps forward. Ning Shiren was barely able to recover from the majestic coming of the gods and Buddhas, and quickly put up his hand to support him.

"Zhan Li, the quasi-god, wish to save Zi Chong's life! Please also forgive the gods and Buddhas and take it back!"

The Zen bell above the clouds vibrated, and the golden light shone brightly. Those voices that sounded kind and gentle in the past were cold and emotionless at the moment: "Order the quasi-spirit to stay away, and step back."

"God! Buddha! Zhanli is the cause of Zhanli's sin! It is said that those who sow the cause must eat the fruit, and I am the one who should be punished by heaven!"

His pleading and protection, to Zi Chong's ears, seemed like some kind of humiliation. Not only did he not appreciate it, he even lowered his brows, and he shot him back two steps with evil spirit, almost falling to the ground: "Shut up!" ! Who are you, why should you plead for me, are you worthy?"

Zhan's heart suddenly bumped again, and it was painful.

He was lucky enough not to die from gouging out his heart, but sooner or later he would be mad at him to death!

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and press the wound on his chest: "You just shut up!"

Just as he was about to intercede again, he saw that the space behind Zi Sui suddenly distorted, making a tooth-piercing "click" sound, and the evil spirit and Wangchuan's piles of bones squeezed out out of thin air, forming a ghost gate.

The soul-locking chain flew out of the ghost gate with a "crash", and once again tied Zisong firmly, but this time, Zisong, who just broke through the gate of death, didn't even struggle. strength.

An old and deep voice came from the gate of hell: "In Xiabeiyin, Emperor Fengdu, the underworld is complicated and busy with affairs, so he is not allowed to go in person. All gods and Buddhas, come and stay safe."

The dull Zen bell trembled again, and Zhanli finally breathed a sigh of relief, almost unable to stand still, most of the people could only fall on Ning Shiren, so there was no time left to pester what Zisong had just done for.

He had never liked this old, dull, not-so-friendly voice as much as he did now.

There was a moment of silence above the clouds, and then a figure stepped forward with a familiar voice: "I have seen the Ghost Emperor, but, what does the Ghost Emperor mean by this, is he planning to cover up a serious criminal like Zisong?"

Zhan Li couldn't help but let out another breath of relief——

It's Senior Brother Chenliu!

Chen Liu, the senior brother who has the closest relationship with him in Yin Yang School!

"The three realms have their own rules, and so does the underworld. Zi Chong is already a ghost in the underworld. He committed such a felony today, because the underworld has no way to discipline him. All the emissaries of the immortal courts, if they publicly punish the people in the underworld with the punishment of heaven in the world, it will be a real shame." It is not conducive to the stability of the Three Realms. The war in the Three Realms 800 years ago caused heavy losses in the human world. Now that it has just recovered, and it is no longer unbearable to suffer from any war, please ask the immortal court to take back the order, and let the underworld punish you, so that the Three Realms can be stabilized."

The gods were furious, the Zen bell rang, and Chen Liu's young and sonorous voice was deafening: "The meaning of the ghost emperor is that a mere evil boy threatens the balance of the three realms? Zi Chong has given birth to the heart of killing gods three times. He was forced to take away God’s punishment once, and he was forcibly taken away by the underworld to punish him, but what happened? The underworld...is really lax in discipline!”

——Actually, the scourge summoned by Zhanli is not scourge, the real scourge is much more powerful, and the steps to trigger it are also cumbersome. It's just taking advantage of the Immortal Court. If you really count it, it is a violation of the Immortal Court's law. If it is really hacked, he will have to be punished when he returns to the Immortal Court.

"Do the gods mean that they must punish the people in the underworld in front of the ghost emperor?"

"Zi Sui is stubborn and refuses to change after repeated admonitions. He has been punished more than once by the underworld, but it has no effect. This time, he regenerated his heart to kill the gods, even tortured the mountain gods, threatened the six realms, and disturbed the balance of the world of beasts. This is an unforgivable crime. , how should the Ghost Emperor punish him?"

...This means that if you can't satisfy the gods and Buddhas, you will never let go.

The two sides were silent for a while, and neither of them spoke again. Zhan Li was afraid that Zi Chong would think that he didn't die fast enough, so he quickly winked at him, telling him to shut up, but Zi Chong was ungrateful, and just about to speak, the soul chain on his neck Tightening, Shengsheng made him swallow back what he was about to say.

After a long time, the Ghost Emperor said in a flat voice without ups and downs: "Zi Chong's crime is extremely heinous, ten thousand deaths cannot forgive him, and his killing karma is innumerable. Each of the sixteen small hells has a total of 250 six types of punishment, suffering in reincarnation, life and death, and death and resurrection, until the gods of the fairy court forgive me, all the envoys of the fairy court, do you have any objections?"

Zisong's face remained motionless, as if the person who was about to be punished was not him at all, but Zhan was terrified in his heart, so shocked that his thoughts moved, and he panicked in pain: "What...?"

☆, deep love

He thought of the cruel tortures he had witnessed in the living hell, there were more than two hundred kinds of tortures that put people to death!Not only did he have to repeat it several times, but he even had to wait for Xianting's understanding before it could end. How many times would he have to die!

However, Xianting was very satisfied with the result, and before he opened his mouth, he rang the Zen bell: "This is very good, please keep the promise of the ghost emperor, and don't do it again, otherwise, under the punishment of God, there will be no mercy! Farewell !"

After all, the Zen bell rang every step, and the figure hidden under the layers of clouds gradually disappeared.

"No! God! Buddha! Senior Brother Chenliu!" Zhan Li shouted to the sky, hoarse, trying to intercede again, but the Ten Thousand Heavens God and Buddha ignored his urgent and desperate cry.

Zisong always felt that Zhanli's appearance of begging for him was an eyesore, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand and calling "Zhanli", trying to stop him from continuing to embarrass himself.

Seeing the movement of the soul chain, he was gradually dragged towards the gate of hell, Zhanli subconsciously jumped forward, stumbled and stretched out his hand to grab him: "Zi Sui!"

Seeing him approaching him desperately, Zisong's heart that had been silent for nearly a thousand years suddenly moved. He vaguely remembered the scene when the boy in Tsing Yi rushed towards him and dragged him into the gentle world. How much jealousy and unwillingness , How much despicableness and lowliness, all turned into a warm current at that moment, making him unable to help stretching out his hand, trying to respond, struggling to take a step forward, the moment his fingertips were about to touch, the soul chain was locked. But his strength suddenly tightened, and he was dragged directly into the gate of hell.

"No, Zhanli!"

"Zi Sui!"

He hasn't met yet...

Why didn't he hold him this time...

The ghost gate vanished in an instant, Zhanli tried his best but was only able to escape, almost fell down the hillside, Ning Shiren reacted quickly, and he caught up with him and pulled him back: "Shenjun!"

"Damn!"

Ning Shiren raised his eyebrows, looked up at the golden light and lightning scattered in the clouds, and the ghost gate was closed again. He didn't know what the relationship between this noble quasi-god and that little boy was, so he had to ask: "What should we do now?"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he turned his head and was about to leave, but there was a strong wind blowing on his face, and then a figure fell, covering his head and face, and scolded: "I said you all have problems, don't you? Zisong is a madman!" It doesn't matter, are you a lunatic or a fool? The dignified quasi-god was gouged out by an old man in his [-]s and [-]s who can hardly walk. Has your thousand-year cultivation gone into the dog's stomach? Can't you throw it away? Shame? It took eight or eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet you two lunatics!"

This jumping foot in a hurry is not Chan Lingzi, who could it be?

Zhan Li blinked in a daze: "I..."

How could he blame him for this matter? If it wasn't for calling this guy back to seal Qiongqi, how could he be backlashed by Guan Ling and suck up his divine power?

As long as he still has a little bit of divine power, with Xinting's advanced age, it is impossible to do anything to win him.

Chan Lingzi ignored his kindness at all, glared and jumped up and down angrily, and continued to scold: "What are you! Are you reasonable? One and two are the ones who don't want to die. I will explain everything to you. Let me wait for three days, and I will be able to come back from Zhaoyao Mountain in three days. That lunatic is fine. He directly tortured the mountain god and caused the scourge! I said you don’t want to kill yourself, but also consider me, okay? In just a few days, I will I ran back and forth twice to Zhaoyao Mountain, two times! My legs are almost broken, look at my eyes! I am not your god or ghost, I am a mortal now, if you keep tossing me like this, I will It’s going to be an early climb to bliss again!”

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhanli's collar, freed his hand and pointed to his eyes. In order to go back and forth to Zhaoyao Mountain as soon as possible, and to find out about the past, he hadn't slept for several nights, day and night. Hurry up, so that the eyes are bruised and purple, at first glance, it is somewhat similar to Poxu.

Zhan Li choked again: "I..."

Probably because he didn't have enough rest, he was tired and exhausted, which made Zen Lingzi look like a firecracker that was already on fire, with a particularly bad temper, and raised his eyebrows and raised eyebrows: "Return you? What do you want to do?"

In fact, Zen Lingzi's original intention was to ask him what he would do after his heart was gouged out. Could it be... that he planned to use this severed horn just like that?

However, Zhanli understood another meaning, and hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, as if he didn't listen to the previous questioning and scolding at all: "Take me to Duguangzhiye."

Zen Lingzi was stunned for a moment, and then he jumped up angrily: "Are you sick? Going to Duguangye at this time, will Duguangye restore your divine power? How long do you want to be a useless person?"

"I'll talk about the restoration of divine power next time. I have to go to Du Guang's wilderness. I want to go back to Xianting!"

He was dumbfounded, and was stunned for a while: "You, you, you... are you still planning to use this body to climb Jianmu?"

But Zhanli nodded resolutely and firmly: "Yes."

"I think you two are really sick! Jianmu towers into the sky and connects the sky and the earth. Now you have lost all your powers and are injured all over your body. Even your heart is not an original genuine part. Climbing Jianmu? I think you want to seek death !"

"But, Zisong..."

"Do you think I don't know that you're haunting that evil boy for Zi? That guy who killed me is full of Wuming sects, and he has the heart of killing gods several times. His subordinates have killed more than three thousand people. Now everything is caused by him. You are so kind and desperate to save him?"

Zhanli lowered his eyes, and suddenly took two steps forward, then straightened his back, turned his head with burning eyes, revealing a biting coldness: "I know it's you."

Chan Lingzi's anger seemed to be poured by water, he didn't dare to look directly at him, but squinted his eyes and pursed his lips, unwilling to bow his head.

"You are cynical on the surface, but you are very meticulous in your thoughts. You must not be able to let go of the hatred of the Wuming faction to destroy the family. You deliberately lured Zisong here just to plot him into committing an unforgivable crime. It is best to strike him to death with a scourge of heaven. Right?"

He snorted lightly, didn't say anything, just accepted it.

"Zen Lingzi, take me to Duguang's wilderness."

He suddenly became angry again, and his tired face showed a bit of ferocity because of the rage: "You are the quasi-god above the nine heavens! Don't be willing to fall! There are all living beings in the world, who can't you cross the catastrophe with, why is it him?" ? Wouldn’t it be good to let him die? If it weren’t for you being entangled with him, many disciples of the Nameless Sect…”

...how could he die?

"Love doesn't know where it started, but it keeps going deep."

Inexplicably, these words flooded into his heart.

He wasn't sure whether his heart was beating or not, maybe that momentary touch was just a sense and illusion of a broken horn, but one thing he was sure of was——

No matter what mistakes Zisong made before, but this time, he tortured the mountain god, and he had the heart to kill the god again, and it was because of him that he was punished by the gods.

He doesn't have the habit of accepting other people's love, and he is even less willing to accept Zi Chong's love.

not to mention……

"Besides, his life is mine, wait any longer, I will take his life anyway."

Chan Lingzi was speechless again for a while, with a face full of shock, his mind turned upside down, and he only repeated four words - "deep love".

A dignified quasi-god actually fell in love with the heinous Shatong!

Zhanli blushed, and said again: "Forget it, if you don't take me, I'd rather die."

Hearing this, he was so angry that he jumped up and down: "I don't say no! I'm afraid of you, can't I?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Ning Shiren again: "Your name is Ning Shiren? It's weird, are you coming or not?"

Ning Shiren turned his head to look at the cave, and at some point the ferocious beast Gu Diao had quietly touched the door, stretched its neck, obviously coveting Xin Ting's body, pursed its lips and said: "Shenjun and Daoist, please wait a moment." .”

After finishing speaking, he walked into the cave, picked up the withered Xinting, and placed it in front of the monumentless tomb, then took a deep look at him, and then walked to Zhanli: "Okay, let's go!" .”

Chan Lingzi saw the Gu Eagle screaming excitedly, but he didn't dare to approach because of the three of them, his hair was frightened by the cry of a baby: "This, this, this... just throw him here. Don't you want to be gnawed into bones by Gu carvings?"

Ning Shiren paused, concealing all the deep affection and reluctance in his eyes, still with an expression as cold as frost: "This is the agreement he made with Gu Diao, and it is also a way for him to atone for his sins." .”

People who work as tigers usually feed tigers with their bodies.

only……

He is not yet strong enough to watch with his own eyes the one he loves, turned into a beast and eaten by a beast, being brutally pecked to death.

Zhan Li gently pulled Zen Lingzi, shook his head at an angle that Ning Shiren couldn't see, and signaled him not to say any more.

Zen Lingzi understood, grabbed him by the side, and said to Ning Shiren: "Then let's go, I'm almost exhausted, and I can't carry this little trash by myself."

Ning Shiren hurried over and held him up from left to right like a prisoner, but he turned his head helplessly: "Why are you tired, and you didn't really rush to Zhaoyao Mountain."

After torturing the mountain god with his front feet and annoying the ten thousand gods and Buddhas, Zi Sui almost drew the wrath of the gods, and then this guy appeared on his back foot. What's more, it would take time to come back from Zhaoyao Mountain. After what happened, the torture of the mountain god must have not happened, otherwise he would not have arrived at this time, so...

He must have been hiding in the dark and observing after plotting against Zi Sui to make sure that things were going according to his plan.

Zen Lingzi mobilized his mind, soared into the air and walked against the wind, and only muttered softly: "After pulling out the needle, the mind and eyes have become more."

Zhan Li sneered, without saying a word.

And hell.

There seems to be some kind of bloodthirsty factor in Zisong's body, which is not only addicted to other people's blood, but also his own blood.

Therefore, Zi Chong didn't take the unimaginable punishment in Zhan's mind at all.

He likes pain, and he likes to bleed, that's his way of proving he's alive.

☆, journey to the sky

Li Nu was ordered to lead a group of ghost messengers. The team was huge, and she even brought a Taishi chair and placed it in the sea of ​​flowers, sitting at the gate of the ghost gate. The soul-lock chain was locked back to the underworld, and it was thrown at her feet like a dead dog. After rolling two times, she couldn't help but "tsk" and shook her head: "You really don't change after repeated admonition."

Zisong snorted, his mind and eyes were full of thoughts about the blue satin and white dress, and he didn't answer.

She waved her hand to untie the soul chain, approached him step by step with enchanting steps, and patted him on the shoulder: "The Ghost Emperor sentenced you to all kinds of punishments in the eight great hells and eight cold hells, a total of 250 and six small hells. To teach you to make such a big mistake, even the Ghost Emperor is unwilling to show mercy, afterward... don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

Then, he bowed to his ear again, and said softly and quickly: "The needle you asked me to check last time is called Xuanjing Needle. It is made of Xuanjing produced in the depths of the East China Sea. It is hard to detect, but it can be sealed, and once it leaves the body, it will immediately annihilate like ashes and cannot be traced."

He came back to his senses, leaned slightly, and murmured in a low voice: "Donghai... Isn't that something that everyone can get?"

Not sure if it's Xianting, or Hell?

"It's better to say that your little quasi-god, whose thoughts have been sealed by this mysterious crystal needle for hundreds of years, is still extremely intelligent, which shows what a terrifying person he should be."

Zi Sui squinted his eyes, and Gu Zi repeated the "Xuan Jing Needle" again, and saw that the ghost guards behind her were already suspicious, staring wide-eyed, and said in a cold voice as if nothing happened: " Isn’t it punishment? It’s not like I haven’t received it before, so let’s stop talking nonsense and let’s start.”

I don't know who is in charge of this matter, and who can know whether these ghosts are the eyes of whose subordinates!

The only one who can be trusted now is a sweet girl who has known her for a long time!

She straightened up, as if nothing had happened, swayed Lianbu back to the teacher's chair, took out a roster, and drew a circle on the first line with a pen: "If that's the case, then wait for the work." The prison begins, and after passing through the living prison, it will be easier in the future. The first prison, the knife wheel, summons the rain of swords and fire!"

The ghost messengers answered yes, and immediately began to sing. The lyrics were obscure and unintelligible, but there was a solemn solemnity. Soon, a small piece of gray rain cloud suddenly formed in the sky that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. A golden-red glow like a raging fire was gathering on Zi Chong's head. Zi Chong was the person in charge of managing the living hell. No one knew better than him the large and small punishments of the living hell. However, he did not No fear, just so upright, kneeling there with an attitude of silent resistance.

Then, that thin rain cloud suddenly rained down, one red and one silver dazzled people's eyes, but when the "rain" fell on Zisong, he immediately let out a sharp scream and fell to the ground, Struggling frantically, a pool of blood immediately formed under him.

The "rainwater", the red one, was hot and boiling magma, which burned horrible blood holes on his body, and the silver one, it was a slender blade the size of a bamboo leaf, pierced deeply in his body, It's like a humanoid hedgehog struggling and rolling in blood!

He can resist pain better than ordinary people, but there are also some pains that he can't bear.

However, thinking of the scene where Zhanli desperately reached out to pull him, he suddenly held back his trembling hand due to the severe pain, bit his lower lip tightly, and did not make another sound, his teeth were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood Going in, the blade pierced the back of his hand, but instead he smiled softly.

He felt happy, so happy that he couldn't help laughing.

Li Nu looked at the bright smile that was so permeating, even though she was from the ghosts and gods of the underworld, she couldn't help shivering, she waved her hand quickly, and drew a pen: "Next prison, next prison!" prison."

Shatong in the underworld, like children in the world, have different personalities. Even if their instinct is to kill, there are some who are relatively docile.

There are quite a few Shatong who make a living with the desire to kill, and even she herself was born as a Shatong herself. She has always felt the feeling of the desire to kill, but...

It's rare for someone to be so crazy and paranoid.

And above Jiuquan.

Zen Lingzi and Ning Shiren quickly took Zhanli from one side to the other, and sent him to the wild of Duguang at a speed of traveling thousands of miles a day.

Duguangzhiye is the center of heaven and earth. It is blessed and loved by all parties, so that the five grains grow freely. Even the auspicious phoenix settles here. All animals live in harmony, and flowers and plants never wither. In short, it is a thriving scene. In the center of Duguangzhiye, there is a towering "giant tree", which is the building wood planted by the Yellow Emperor himself, and it is the only passage connecting the sky and the earth.

Whether it is a mortal who wants to go to heaven, or a god who wants to go to the lower realm, there is only Jianmu to go.

However, it is relatively easy for a god to go down to earth, but it is even more difficult for a mortal to ascend to heaven.

Zhan Li...

Now it belongs to the category of a mortal.

It is true that Zen Lingzi has not closed his eyes for several days and nights, and Ning Shiren has been lying down for decades, and he has just woken up. , the faces of both of them were a little unsightly, and they took a breath: "There is nothing more difficult in the world than climbing to the sky. We still have the ability to control the wind, but you are a real useless person. Do you really want to climb Jianmu?"

"Let's not talk about the height of the building trees, the gods can't support it physically, once they go up, the temperature will drop. It is this change in temperature, how should the gods deal with it?"

Zhanli Shi Shiran brushed off his blood-stained green and white clothes, straightened his spine, and looked like a dignified demeanor. Facing the "giant tree" that was rushing straight into the clouds, he didn't change his face, and walked on the road calmly. Leo went forward: "No matter what, I have to go, Xianting... won't embarrass me."

Zen Lingzi and Ning Shiren